One night as Tobias stepped into the chamber, he found Scarlett stood defiantly in front of him. Tobias crossed the room, standing in front of her. He couldn't help but admire her courage and determination. "Good evening, Scarlett," he said in a smooth voice, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I hope you're finding your accommodations to your liking?" Her eyes narrowed as she faced him. "What do you want?" she asked, her voice cold and unyielding. "I've come to question you," Tobias replied, taking a step closer to her. "You see, I still have no idea why you were sneaking around my palace. I want to know why you came here," he said, his voice soft and dangerous. Scarlett remained silent, eyeing him warily. She met his gaze and didn't waver, her heart raced with fear and anger. She knew that she had to get out of there, no matter what it took. Tobias smirked. "But maybe we can find some... common ground. Perhaps there's something I can offer you in exchange for the truth?" She bri
Scarlett felt her heart skipped a beat as his warm lips brushed against her ear. She knew she should pull away and maintain her distance, but the seductive tone in his voice was making it difficult for her to think straight."Is that a threat, my king?" she asked, trying to sound casual despite the trembling in her voice.Tobias chuckled softly, the sound sending a warm sensation through her body. "Not a threat, my dear," he replied, his lips still dangerously close to her ear. "Just a warning. You're playing a dangerous game here. One that could cost your life."Scarlett tried to remain composed, but her mind was racing. She knew that Tobias was right, that she was playing a dangerous game. But the desire for revenge burned inside her, driving her to take the risk."I'll take my chances," she said, her voice low and determined. "I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want."Tobias pulled away for a moment, his piercing blue eyes locking onto hers. "And what is it that you want?" He
Scarlett took a deep breath and tried to calm her racing thoughts. She knew that she needed to come up with a plan to escape the palace, but it was proving to be difficult with the high level of security guards and the confinement of the palace.She got up from the bed and started pacing the room, thinking of all the possible escape routes. Her mind raced as she tried to think of a way out. The palace was surrounded by thick stone walls, and the only entrance was heavily guarded. She knew that any attempt to escape would be met with resistance, and she would need to be smart about it.She paced back and forth in her room, trying to come up with a plan. She considered disguising herself as a servant or a guard, but she knew it would be risky. The guards knew each other well, and any unfamiliar face would be suspicious.She thought about climbing the walls or digging a tunnel, but the walls were too high, and the ground was too hard to dig through. She felt frustrated and trapped, but s
Scarlett heard the sound of footsteps approaching the storage room and she knew that time was running out. Her mind raced with possibilities as she scanned the room for any possible hiding spots or escape routes, but her options were limited.There was only one door and the windows were too small to squeeze through. She could hear the guards calling out her name and demanding that she open the door.Just as she thought she had run out of options, she noticed a loose floorboard near the shelves. With a surge of hope, she lifted the board and crawled inside the small space beneath the floor. She huddled in the cramped space, listening as the guards entered the room. The suspense was almost unbearable as she waited, unsure if she had escaped unnoticed or if her hiding spot had been discovered.Her heart raced as she crawled into the cramped space under the loose floorboard. She held her breath as the door creaked open and the guards entered the room.As she waited, the tension was almos
Scarlett continued to crawl, her eyes darting back and forth as she searched for any opening or escape route. Suddenly, she spotted a small gap between the rooftop of a building and the palace walls surrounding the palace, barely wide enough for her to cross over it. It was a risk, but it could be her only chance.After a few more moments of scanning the area, she finally spotted a tree that was close enough to the palace walls to allow her to jump down safely. With renewed determination, she carefully made her way towards the gap. It wasn't an ideal escape route, but it was better than nothing.Her heart was pounding with anticipation as she realized that it was even smaller than she had initially thought. But she was determined to make it work.She carefully positioned herself on the edge of the roof and took a deep breath. "Okay, here goes nothing," she muttered to herself. “Time to make a move.”With all the strength and agility she could muster, she made a leap of faith and manag
Scarlett was exhausted, with blisters on her feet and feeling hungry. All she desired at the moment was to take a hot bath and have a warm drink, followed by a comfortable bed to rest her weary body. She shut her eyes, focusing on the peaceful murmur of hushed chatter from the cafe patrons around her. The small cafe was situated beside a clear loch, surrounded by towering mountains on three sides. The friendly locals respected her need for solitude and did not interrupt her deep in thought. When she was sinking into a well-worn wooden chair, nobody questioned her actions. After days of climbing the nearby peaks in the rain and wind, Scarlett was thrilled to finally be warm and dry. Despite wanting to cut the trip short, she couldn't resist her enthusiasm. As she sat in the cozy cafe, surrounded by the low murmur of voices, Scarlett felt the warmth seeping into her bones, and thought that the city was truly heaven. One of the voices caught her attention, and she turned to see two me
One of the King's guardian, Joel Serge, entered the Great Hall where King Tobias was waiting for him. The King narrowed his gaze and spoke impatiently, "What do you have to report? Have you found her yet?" He bowed his head respectfully before answering, "Nay, My King, we failed to locate her in the surrounding areas." Tobias slammed his fist on the armrest of his throne, his impatience turning into anger. "We need to find her and bring her back to me, no matter what it takes," he growled, his eyes blazing with determination. "I won't rest until I have her in my custody again." Trying to hide the fear in his eyes, Joel hung his head and said, "We've searched everywhere, My King," he said. "But she seems to have vanished into thin air." The King stood up from his throne and strode towards him. "I don't care if you have to turn the city upside down, you will find her," he hissed. "And if you fail me again, you'll face the consequences." "Yes, My King," he replied, his voice barely a
Rowena was having a tumult of emotions as she searched for Scarlett. She was resolute in her loyalty to King Tobias and committed to executing his orders with utmost efficiency. However, she could not shake off her nagging curiosity about Scarlett and the King's unyielding desire to capture the woman. The more she thought about it, the more she became convinced that there was more to the situation than met the eye.Despite her best efforts to suppress them, doubts and questions crept into her mind. What was so special about Scarlett that the King would go to such lengths to find her? Was there something more going on beneath the surface?As she delved deeper into her search for Scarlett, conflicting emotions tugged at her heart. While her loyalty to King Tobias remained unwavering, another forbidden feeling began to take hold—love.She had served the King faithfully for years, her devotion unmatched. But as she saw his relentless pursuit of Scarlett, a twinge of jealousy and longing c
Frustration ate her away, as she took pride in her skill at reading people. But with the man in front of her, it felt like trying to decipher an empty page, one that held no hidden meaning or clues. "Are you in the lycan king's service?" she asked directly. Tobias tilted his head, giving her a puzzled look. "In the lycan king's service?" "Do you carry out his orders? Are you one of his accomplices?" she clarified. Tobias's face grew darker, his expression tightening. Scarlett noticed the friendly warmth in his eyes turning into fiery anger that caught her by surprise. She couldn't tell if he was mad at her or not. She instinctively tightened her grip on her dagger, ready for whatever might happen. "Nope, I'm not his accomplice," he said with disdain. "To be honest, I don't even see him as the rightful leader, if you want to know the truth." Scarlett blinked, taken aback by his candid response. "You're telling me you don't? Well, that's quite unexpected. Why do you say that?" He
Scarlett gazed into his eyes, seeing the same piercing gaze she remembered from the night her family was brutally massacred. In those eyes, there was no trace of remorse, only a chilling indifference that had haunted her nightmares for years. The pain of that night still lingered in her heart, fueling her quest for vengeance.But as they looked at each other in that tense moment, Scarlett saw something that intrigued her. In the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of kindness and tenderness. She hadn't thought about that detail, and it made her feel a confused mix of emotions.It was his eyes that made her doubt, especially the little flicker of warmth she saw in them. If not for that spark, she would have killed him right away without a second thought. But the fact that the man who killed her family wasn't looking at her with a cold, uncaring stare gave her reason to pause. This revelation changed her strict, black-and-white view that she had held for so long. She had thought of To
Finishing his meal, Tobias pushed his plate away, a lingering warmth from the sweetened wine coursing through him. Determined to discover what Scarlett had to show him, he rose from his seat and shouldered his pack. Following her lead, he trailed behind her as they made their way through the bustling common room.Exiting through a back door, Scarlett closed it behind them, enveloping them in the tranquility of the open field behind the tavern. The sight that greeted Tobias was a serene panorama of rolling green, with a scattering of quaint cottages dotting the landscape. The vast expanse seemed to stretch endlessly before them, inviting curiosity and contemplation.As Tobias stood alongside Scarlett, he couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. The simplicity of their surroundings belied the mysteries that lay concealed within. With each passing moment, he became more intrigued by what awaited him in this seemingly ordinary setting.With his senses heightened and his heart stirr
Tobias's mind was consumed by the enigmatic encounter with the waitress. The unexplainable connection he felt with her lingered in his thoughts, like a thread tying their fates together. It was as if they were connected by an invisible bond, transcending time and place.His curiosity grew with each passing moment, and he couldn't help but wonder if their meeting was orchestrated by some greater force, one that wove the tapestry of their lives. The feeling of familiarity gnawed at his heart, urging him to dig deeper into the mysteries surrounding their connection.His gaze lingered on the woman, his eyes tracing the contours of her face and the subtle nuances of her features. He noticed the way her hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face in a cascade of dark waves. Her eyes, a mesmerizing shade of grayish-green, held a depth that seemed to carry a world of untold stories.As he locked eyes with her, a wave of recognition washed over Tobias, transporting him back to a pivotal
Tobias felt uneasy when he looked at how the woman was behaving. There was something about her that made him suspicious and gave him a moment of doubt.Even though her questions seemed harmless, they had a tone that made it feel more like an interrogation than a casual chat. He wasn't sure what it was, but something about the way she looked at him made him think she didn't like him.Because he wasn't sure what she wanted, he was careful about what he said and didn't want to say too much about himself. Tobias couldn't get rid of the feeling that there was more to this interaction than what he could see, so he couldn't help but wonder what it was all about."Well, I'm on my way to the north now. Just arrived from the neighboring town," he said, deciding to disclose his true identity.Tobias felt a slight twinge of vulnerability as he shared this information, allowing a glimpse into his true identity. It was a departure from his initial guardedness, an acknowledgment that he didn't need
Tobias had meticulously prepared for this journey, knowing that there were important missions awaiting him. With a mind focused and resolute, he reviewed his plans and objectives, ensuring that every detail was accounted for. The tasks at hand were of utmost significance, requiring his unwavering dedication and skill. He made a conscious choice not to bring his henchmen with him on this particular mission. He knew that privacy and secrecy were important, so he decided to look like a simple, unremarkable commoner to fit in with the crowd. He didn't want to draw too much attention to himself, so he dressed modestly and kept a low image. This was a smart move as it let him move around unnoticed among the crowds and watch and listen without giving away his true identity. He knew that this level of anonymity would give him the freedom to deal with the difficulties he would face in the future and do his jobs well. The previous night had been a restless one for Tobias, as he found himself
Tobias Richfield walked into the busy common room of the bar and took a deep, shaky breath before slowly letting it out. He had seen this scene many times before: the loud noise, the people doing bad things, and the wild recklessness. He couldn't help but think about all the nights he had spent in places like this, living a life of debauchery and acting like a rude, self-centered man.As he looked at the wreckage of his old life, he really hated and was very ashamed. The things he had done in the past weighed heavily on him, and he could see how damaging he had been.He was determined to leave that life behind, so he made a serious promise to start a new journey that would be marked by selflessness, honesty, and integrity. He had decided to start over and live a life of service, trying to make up for what he had done wrong and do what was right.Despite being a strong and powerful ruler who was respected by his people, he grew up as a street urchin before becoming a skilled fighter an
The innkeeper, Finley, glanced over at Scarlett with a stern expression, his bushy eyebrows furrowing. He walked over, his voice filled with authority. "Scarlett, mind your tongue. We can't have you scaring off our paying customers. Keep your emotions in check.""Doesn't it bother you that filthy men like Grayson believe they can touch us the servant without permission simply because they're purchasing a drink or two?""You know they mean no harm, dear," he countered. "And you know it's all in good fun. They would never go too far. And if they dared to, you know I would intervene.""Finley-""This inn is my business, girl. And I have the right to run it as I see fit," Finley replied, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "You knew the terms when you agreed to work here and reside in the cottage out back."Her gaze hardened, observing that he purposefully mentioned her living arrangement to remind her of her vulnerable position."Your fiery temper is sure to drive away my customers. And wi
Scarlett went about her duties at the inn with diligence and determination. She swept the floors, cleaned the tables, and served the patrons with a smile, despite the weariness that settled in her bones. The hard work was second nature to her, a testament to her resilience and self-reliance.In exchange for the cottage behind the inn, Scarlett had willingly taken on these responsibilities. She didn't believe in relying on charity or handouts; she preferred to earn her keep and stand on her own two feet. It was a lesson her father had instilled in her from a young age, teaching her the value of hard work and the satisfaction of self-sufficiency.As she moved from one task to another, her mind would occasionally wander, replaying memories of her father's teachings. She could almost hear his voice, guiding her through each chore, reminding her to take pride in her work and to never back down from a challenge.Despite the physical demands and the long hours, Scarlett found solace in her d